634: C634 Master of Music Dewey

C634 Master of Music Dewey

In the morning, the warm sunlight shone through the window, illuminating the woman's beautiful face.

It was a new day, full of vitality.

Warmth hummed a small tune in the kitchen as it placed the prepared food into the lunchbox.

Seeing that it was almost time, Warmth packed up the things, took the lunchbox, and went to the famous music master Du Wei's training studio.

In order to better improve herself, she had been eating and living in Du Wei's studio for more than a month.

Every day's class was packed full.

Knowledge of music, listening to music and practicing the ears, body dance...

Life was busy and fulfilling.

The effects were also very good.

Because this 50-year-old music master was a rare musical talent.

At the age of retirement, she no longer took in disciples, and it was also thanks to Jiang Lingfeng that she was fortunate enough to become his last disciple.

Thinking of Jiang Lingfeng, thinking of the sentimental kiss last night, she hugged the food box warmly, and her eyes were overflowing with emotion.

She touched her hot cheeks and suppressed the throbbing in her heart. Seeing that the car had reached its destination, she paid the money and got out of the car with the food box.

Du Wei's workshop was close to the suburbs. It was originally a private house, but after being modified, it became his workshop.

The surroundings were surrounded by green shade. The ponds and small bridges were like a paradise in a busy city. It gave off a natural and leisurely atmosphere.

With a warm smile on his face, he entered the tall and tall living room. A maid had long gone in to report.

"Nuan, you came so early?"

A middle-aged man with a refined temperament walked out and looked at the warmth with a loving expression.

"Professor Du, the red bean cake is still hot. Eat it while it's hot."

The warm man handed the food box to the servant beside him and said with a smile.

"Haha, there's still the Red Soy Sauce to eat? My mouth has been spoiled for you. I thought that once you left, I wouldn't have such good food."

Du Wei laughed loudly and gestured for the servant to bring it inside first.

"How could that be? Professor, if you like to eat, I can cook it every day and bring it back."

Du Wei was a gourmet and liked all kinds of red bean food.

Once, she had a sudden impulse to make a red bean cake. Du Wei praised it and said it was the most delicious red bean cake he had ever eaten.

So she remembered that whenever she had time, she would make red bean cake to satisfy his craving.

"Haha, good, good. Nuan is thoughtful. Hang your throat first and come back after I finish eating the red bean curd."

Du Wei was like an elder of an ordinary family in front of warmth. He did not have any airs of being in a high position at all.

Warmth respected him very much.

Clearing her throat, she walked to the corridor and raised her voice towards the green shade outside, causing the sound of birds flapping in the air.

After practicing for half an hour, Warmth exhaled and wiped away her sweat before returning to the house.2

A servant had already poured water and placed it by the side. He gently picked up the cup and drank some water as usual.

The melodious sound of a piano rang out. The warm person put down the cup and walked to the piano room with a smile on his face.

She knew that a new day of training had begun.

Du Wei was quite strict in terms of business.

Warmth tensed up her nerves, not daring to slack off at all.

After singing a few songs, Du Wei nodded.

"Not bad, you sang well. Sigh, if that's the case, I don't have an excuse to let you live here anymore."

Hearing Du Wei's teasing, Warmth couldn't help but laugh.

"Professor, if you don't mind me, I will stay here and not leave."

"Haha, I want you to stay here, but I'm afraid some people won't like it."

Du Wei continued to tease, "After all, if I keep you here, I won't be able to date you every day. I think I'll have to destroy my old nest."

"Professor!"

Wen Wan blushed and glared at him with her watery eyes.

She knew that he was talking about Jiang Lingfeng.

"Haha, shy?"

"Professor, if you make fun of me again, don't think about eating my Red Soy Sauce in the future."

"Haha, good, good. Eat my shortness of mouth. I won't say anymore."

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